After the glorious light of the sun began to shine and cleanse the world of
brooding darkness, the duke surveyed the field, and taking up the bodies of
his fallen, he buried them in the bosom of the earth. The corpses of the English,
strewn upon the ground, he left to be devoured by worms and wolves, by birds
and dogs. Harold's dismembered body he gathered together, and wrapped what he
had gathered in fine purple linen; and returning to his camp by the sea, he
bore it with him, that he might carry out the customary funeral rites. -- Carmen
de Hastigae
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